One of the things I've noticed is that beyond NSBB, Bochy would be an extremely unpopular choice. You've got a group of fans that are Girardi people and a group of fans who are Piniella people (and I'm sure there is overlap, lots of people from either group that wouldn't be too upset if the other got hired), but Bochy? If there is a group for him. you could fit them inside a thimble. I mean, I can just hear Jay Mariotti sharpening up his keyboard: The Tribsters, faced with a monumental decision as to who would become the face of Cubdom, could have made a statement that they were tired of the status quo. Approaching the 100th anniversary of Cub futility, it was an opportunity for McMarketer McDonough to finally shed the lovable loser label and come up with a winner, a leader of men who would not tolerate the stinky stink losing culture that so infects this moribund organization.
Behind door number one you had wunderkind manager, Joe Girardi, an up-and-comer who did magnificent things in Florida and was a natural fit for a franchise that often seems more concerned with image than it does with winning. Behind door number two, you had firebrand Lou Piniella (my choice for manager), a proud man with a World Series ring who was won 90 or more games with three different teams, a man for whom losing is a dirty word, a man who could have turned around this sad sack organization through sheer force of will.
Faced with the most important decision in the history of the franchise, there was no way Jim Hendry and the Tribsters could screw this one up, could they? Surely, faced with two well-qualified candidates that fell into their lap, the keys to Cubdom had to go to the right man, right?
Say hello to Bruce Bochy, consolation prize. The latest in a long line of sacrificial lambs that will be chewed up and spit out by an operation that turns managers into shredded wheat. The Tribsters finally had a chance to make a statement with a bold move, instead they went with Mr. Milktoast.
How typical. How sad. How Cub.